you reach up to the valance to wrap the Christmas Elf’s arm around the loop and you pull your back to the point where you are draped over a side table yelling ” babe, babe” and your husband comes running out to the family room and thinks ” oh my God, she’s having a heart attack” and grabs for the phone to dial 911, because, you know, thats what you do when your wife is having a heart attack. And, you yell “no, no, I pulled my back” and he puts the phone down and says, “what? Stupid elf”. and leaves you draped over the table while he walks to the kitchen to finish washing dishes. Old.